"How fast can you finish?" Jairo's hard voice cut through the air.
The doctor's hands trembled as he tightened the bandage around Jairo's arm inside one of his penthouses. They couldn't risk going to a hospital.
"About ten minutes, but you need to..."
"Get on with it. I need to leave," he snapped, his tone sharp enough to slice through the room. The doctor flinched but didn't argue again.
Donald stood nearby, watching with a calm expression, though his eyes never left his boss. When the doctor finally finished, Jairo grabbed his shirt and began pulling it on as if nothing had happened.
"You need to rest, boss. I can handle this on your behalf." Donald said quietly but Jairo shook his head, rage flickering in his eyes.
"They tried to come after me. They better be ready for what com
